Hu Zhongtian/Nian Nujiao
Zhu Yuanfu
If you have wine in your life, you will have a place to relax and be happy. The dance of turtles, immortals and cranes on Shou is like a pot of water and the sky is drunk. Canmaijiang Village, Meilin Courtyard, was the beginning of Xia and Ming Dynasty. Looking back in front of the bottle, it was April 12th last year. Luoli is still singing in the nest, Huatai is hiding in books, and there is no Huai family in his mind. The rats and chickens are making noise in the sky. Who will send the sea, moon and sky to send the wind? The auspicious jewels and the sight of bullfighting can predict this world. Sir, I will be sixty years old next year.
"Summer in the Mountain Pavilion"
Gao Pian
The summer is long in the shade of green trees, and the reflection of the balcony is into the pond.
The water essence curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with the fragrance of roses.
Reminiscing about the brothers in the capital on the day of summer
Wei Yingwu
Change the order to recite Fangchen, and the tired days will last forever. The summer trees have turned into yin, and the public gate is always quiet during the day.
The beginning of summer
Lu You
The red flag was planted on the gate of the city, and Dongjun returned in full force.
The swallows are noisy in the new nests in the mud, and the flowers are gone and the bees are few and far between.
The shade of Sophora japonica and willow tree is dense at first, but the heat of the curtain is still light.
After bathing in the sun as the sun sets, try on unlined clothes skillfully.
Written by Lu You two days before the beginning of summer
When I get up in the morning and put on my clothes and go out of the thatched cottage, I feel the coolness outside the window.
There are only two or three days left in the spring, but there are countless scenes of drunkenness and hatred.
The fragrant grass has traveled a long way since the journey, and the hairline is not as long as the guest's sorrow.
The remaining red color is nowhere to be found, sharing the time and honey house.
The Rhyme of Sitting in Summer in the Mountains Wen Tianxiang
Returning to the Quanshi Country, the sun and the moon hit the creek.
The summer atmosphere is heavy at the bottom of the abyss, and everything is in spring.
Singing till the clouds are dark, drinking lightly is better than wearing a red dress.
The sound of strings is good, and the world is relieved from the wind.
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